For a YOE date night in October, Tom and I went on a cemetery ghost walk.
The guides were “grieving widows” who walked us through the cemetery and took us to the oldest graves, giving us a brief history of who the people were.
I was happy that our widow was in one of the final stages of mourning and didn’t have to have her face veiled. Some of the other guides were creepy.
We learned lots of cool and creepy stuff. For example, they used to bury people with strings tied around their finger…which was attached to a bell on their tomb stone. If they weren’t really dead…and “came to” after they had been buried, they could ring the bell and someone would dig them up and save them. That is where the phrase “saved by the bell” comes from.
Because so many people were accidentally buried alive, there had to be someone walking the cemetery all night long, listening for the bells. This is where the phrase”graveyard shift” came from. Ick.
We then drove to the Peel family mansion, where we were served dinner and given a tour of the house…which is on the National Haunted registry….or whatever the technical name is.
It was a fun, spooky night…and a date night we aren’t soon to forget. Those are the best!
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